The mage pulled my knife out of his side and looked at it. “Nice knife.” The voice was deep but female.
I threw my second knife. The blade bit into the mage’s chest. Shit. Missed the neck. “Here, have another one.

Autore: Ilona Andrews

The mage pulled my knife out of his side and looked at it. “Nice knife.” The voice was deep but female.<br />I threw my second knife. The blade bit into the mage’s chest. Shit. Missed the neck. “Here, have another one. - Ilona Andrews

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